As the waves curl
And the wind sings
I see the sun sparkle in the distance
And though the hard ground
Is not there
And the waters rise
And fall
And though others
Are distant
And the trees
One color on the painted land
I am safe
Here
As the waves curl
And the wind sings
I see the sun sparkle in the distance
And though the hard ground
Is not there
And the waters rise
And fall
And though others
Are distant
And the trees
One color on the painted land
I am safe
Here
Beautiful ππ
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